Lessons Learned. That's important right?? Take aways, tid bits, sound bites, memories....
I think I got it this time. No, I really think I do.
It is my belief, that when we face challenges, bad days, failures, flesh wounds, we are supposed to learn something. I understand that most people don't think this way; I am not most people (in case that wasn't clear from the get go).
After the race (the flesh wound race) I struggled on what it was that I was supposed to learn. I didn't understand. But now I do. I get it. Comin' in loud and clear - over and out.
Control. I have to, sometimes, give that up. As much as I like to plan, over think, pin point, plot, OCD-out on something - sometimes you just cannot control the outcome. And *that* can be okay. I can give up control, and still live, still survive, still thrive. I don't have to get uber focused on the details, the trees, the itty bitty details. I can let that all go, I can focus on the forest, and enjoy the ride.
I can enjoy the ride without knowing at what mile post we'll be stopping for snacks. Because even when you know... the world may have a different plan for you. Let's just hope next time it isn't a flesh wound.
Here is to the business of fancydancin' without choreography.
Andrea
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